A few thing before you read the story
1) Frank and Alice never had Neville the Potters did he's Harry's twin
2) Gabrielle is Draco's age (10 turning 11)
3) Twins are in their 1st year Fleur is in her 2nd
4) Anarell, Anmael, Draco and Gabrielle won't start Hogwarts until the 5th or 6th chapter
5) James and Lilly are alive
6) Potter!Bashing will be happening with one exception
7) No Fem!Harry
8)Lilly is a Pureblood so pureblood Harry & Neville
It has been two weeks since Anarell has been found and woke up. For the weeks she wouldn't leave her sisters side unless it was to go to the bathroom, sleep, or go to the library when Luna was sleep. Luna didn't mind she enjoyed having her sister around and found it easy to tell her everything she needs to know about the wizarding world. She talked a little bit to the others but not longer than five minutes. She would literally stop in the middle of a sentence at the five minute mark. They timed her and every time she stopped at five minutes. Not a second before or after. It didn't occur to them until the end of the week that she wasn't allowed to speak to grown up for more than five minutes. They tested it of course with Draco, they all knew she would talk to Luna longer since she has since she woke up, and they were right. Even with all the time they had to work with it still felt like it wasn't enough. They knew she was a little bit comfortable with them it was just she wasn't use to the type of treatment she was getting. Of course they wanted to see how she would react around others who weren't Draco and Luna. They were trying to figure out how to work that out along with getting her to talk longer than five minutes. And while it was still a serious matter they did know it did good for their story that the press has yet to stop talking about. They were often asked questions but refused to talk anything just yet. Or that was until late last night. When they all woke this morning owls already had copies of the Daily Prophet and had taken to wrapping on their masters' bedroom windows. They kids also had a paper to share.
LONG LOST LeSTRANGE FINALLY FOUND CONTINUED!
Last week the LeStrange's found their eleven year old daughter Anarell LeStrange in an alleyway after she was raped beaten and left for dead by her muggle caretaker. When we last heard about them Anarell was still unconscious with her younger sister by her side. Anarell is now awake and has been for a week. The family told us since she has woken up how much damage was truly done. We are told she flinches if anyone, aside from Luna, touches her cannot read and talks no longer than five minutes. If this is how she acts now how is she going to react in Hogwarts? We don't have much on her progress but from what we have we can tell that poor Anarell will have a rough time for many years to come. Going from an abusive 'family' that did-many- unspeakable things to her while she was in their care to a family that has been looking for her for over a decade, waiting to love her and make her happy. Could you image how confused she is? Then on top of that having to learn her family history?
What about the parents? The uncles and the aunt? How do you think the feel? Mr. and Mrs. LeStrange have to psychically restraint themselves from touching their daughter. As a parent don't you crave it? To hold one of your own close when they have nightmares? When they cry? But no the last time Mrs. LeStrange held her daughter was when she picked her up from that alleyway. As for Mr. LeStrange, Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy and Mr. Riddle the last time they held their daughter/niece was morning Anarell was taken. All five adults blame themselves for not being there for the young Anarell. We at the Daily Prophet would like to let the family know that we are truly sorry for their misfortune upon Anarell and hope that she may recover from her-
The paper burned in Anarell's hand before Luna and Draco could finish reading it. Draco backed away from his cousins; he could practically feel waves of anger rolling off her as she read. What he didn't know was that her anger was aimed toward the person still at large for taking her and not the person writing. Anarell could see that her parents were trying for her and she wanted to as well but she was so confused and scared. From the muggle stories her and Luna read that were similar-more or less mainly less- people blamed themselves and said they deserve it but Anarell knows she didn't. Anarell knew very well that what happened to her wasn't her fault it was the fault of her care takers, if you can even call them that. They raped her and they beat her for fun and they pinned the blame for any fall they didn't want to take on her. While she was processing all of this she couldn't help but think, 'Muggles are so dumb and naive.' She paused and frowned as she looked down at herself thinking of how she reacts when adults touch her in non-sexual ways. She growls angry at herself with now doubt that she's acting like a muggle. Her eyes flicker around for something to throw maybe even punch but all she sees is expensive things that she doesn't want to damage. She knows magic can fix it but that doesn't mean she was to break it in the first place. Giving up on her quest to cause destruction, for the mean time, she went to go shower. When she went to her room Luna and Draco were gone so she just looked in her closet then frowned when she saw the clothes in the closet.
She walked into Draco's empty room grabbing a white short sleeve button up and a new pack of boxer briefs as she picked out a wedge. She pick a pair of black cut off shorts before heading back to her room and dressing. She had been stealing Draco's clothes all week because she hated girly clothing. When she finished dressing she walked went over to Luna's room while putting her hair in a low ponytail and sat on her bed with a book she picked up from the side. Luna had started to teach her how to read since the day after she had awakened and she loved it. She would read for at least two hours by herself without Luna's help. If there was a name or word she couldn't pronounce she'd write it on a scroll and show it to Luna or Draco later on for help. Not all the time there were the times where she did her best to word it out she would even read the dictionary her Uncle Tom got her as one of many late birthday presents. Uncle Tom, she thought to herself and smiled. He was her favorite uncle, not that her Uncle Lucy was bad he was just a bit annoying at most times. Her Uncle Tom on the other hand was always relaxed and composed they had silent bonding time in the library. He would sit on the opposite side of the room from her and just enjoyed their quite time. It was one of few times she wasn't with Luna or Draco because they were still sleep. He would leave a stake of books he thinks she would like as well as notes telling her about all the adults in the manor. Anarell's face turned into that of pure determination with the final thought. Uncle Tom from here on out you will be my test dummy.
She smirked mostly to herself completely unaware of the fact that her sister had entered the room already dressed in a plane green shirt and silver skirt. She looked at her sister knowing the older girl was lost in thought and from the gleam in her eyes knew she was up to something. Luna was about to say something when Draco came in with a smirk on his face and, to both girls pleasure, no gel in his hair. Draco was wearing an outfit similar to both girls, more or less. He had a short sleeve button up shirt, like Anarell, that was green, like Luna. Then he had on sliver cut off shorts. He looked at both girls who looked each other, themselves then Draco. Both raised their right eyebrow creeping Draco out but he didn't let it show.
"We get to make our wands today." Neither girl moved nor Draco who just sighed at them and kept talking, "Uncle Tom has a full blood Veela friend that's willing to help with our wand cores. He has a pet thestral and phoenix. He has a few other possible wand cores. He said if were strong enough that we may have another wand core aside from our blood and whatever wand cores draw us in the most." Still neither girls moved they were still in shock mainly Anarell. She had expected to be near her Uncle Tom until later on in the evening. Draco groaned and pulled both girls out and outside.
A young teenage girl sat in the carriage with her grandmother, mother, father, and sister. She wasn't aware of where she was or was going all she knew was that her parent's just singlehandedly ruined her life. The girl she liked finally asked her out but she couldn't date her, why? Because she was moving to England! They didn't even have a house out here so they were staying with a friend of her grandmother. Like she need to be around a creepy old dude who would probably watch her. She looked out her window as the carriage landed and saw three kids come out two of them being dragged by one. She couldn't tell of the one with a ponytail was a boy or a girl but she could tell the one on the skirt was a girls, obviously, and the other one who dragged them out was a boy. They all looked around, roughly, her age give or take a few years but the one with the pony tail looked a few inches taller than the others. Actually now that she looks at them then her sister they look more around her, sister's, age. She looked at the adults in the yard and stopped when they landed on the LeStrange's then she looked back at the three kids, or more precisely the one with the pony tail: Anarell. It had to be, her grandmother read the letters from Tom out loud and he talked about both sisters and Anarell liking boys clothing as appose to girls clothes. The carriage door opened and her father was the first out helping the women and girls in his family. She smiled as she was introduced to the other adults who had walked over to the carriage. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Anmael and Draco still dragging Anarell to them.
Anarell was trying, and failing, to fight against her cousin and sister and was dragged to a set of new adults she didn't know. So she did the only thing she could think of and hid behind her mother. Bellatrix not expecting it nearly screamed in fright feeling two small hands hold on to her tight. She smiled though and didn't say anything that would make Anarell move away. Rodolphus smiled at his daughter and his wife who he was slightly standing behind. He looked at his daughter and saw her eyes widen slightly when she realized what she was doing. She then looked at him as if asking for help but all he did was give her a thumbs up which only made her eyes widen even more, if possible. Anarell did calm down when she looked at a blonde about two or three years older than her. The gesture didn't go unnoticed as the girl looked at her making her blush and look away. This is way ahead of the plan I had mind but I know I can't go back now. Mother's calming to be close to as is father. Anarell closed her eyes only to open them wide when she realized she had stuck a claim to them, Yeah defiantly no turning back now. She watched as her uncle Tom walked up to the oldest of the three new adults with a smile.
"Pruie it's lovely to see you again." Anarell looked at her uncle Tom as he hugged then kissed both cheeks of the oldest blond across from her "As well as your family and I thank you all for coming."
"Tom my old friend I zould be zanking you for taking my family in. I know zat you've been going zrough a lot over az it iz." Anarell felt a bit of anger rise because she knew that Pruie was talking about her. She was the 'going through a lot' that was referred to and she hated it.
"It's no trouble at all and if I may give you and your family a formal introduction of mine and myself." Pruie nodded "This is my sister Bellatrix LeStrange nee Black, her husband, my brother-in-law, Rodolphus LeStrange and their two daughters Anarell and Anmael LeStrange, my nieces." Luna smiled and waved at them while Anarell stuck her head out from around her mother and gave them a curt nod then went back to hiding. Tom went on with the introductions with a smirk after watching his oldest niece, "My other sister Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, her husband, my brother-in-law, Lucius Malfoy and their son Draco Malfoy, my nephew." Draco smiled politely as the adults did the same "I myself am Tom Riddle."
"What a lovey you've got Tom, thiz iz my zon Monsieur, hiz wife and my daughter-in-law- Apolline my oldest granddaughter Fleur and my youngest Gabrielle. My name iz Pruie Delacour pleased to you all."
Arthur Weasley looked at his sons in disgust as they talked to their friends from school. Now with any other one of his kids he wouldn't have a problem butt these two? They weren't like his other kids and at the moment he didn't even consider them his. They are ignorant muggle loathing thing: Slytherin. Of all the houses they had to be in Slytherin with those Death Eaters in training. That wasn't a problem at first because he thought they'd be ignored but he was proven wrong. His oldest in the school at the time, Percy, had told him the twins were becoming friends with the Slytherins. It didn't stop there they began to pick on muggle-borns and half-bloods showing that weren't who they were meant to be. Arthur had given them enough times and chances but they've run out now. He stormed up to the twin's room to prepare the ritual and the note for the people he was sending them to. He didn't raise them to be purist pure-bloods like many other pure-blood families. No he raised them to respect others despite their parentage and never think of themselves above others because of blood. He would have these-these-these abomination in his house any long to contaminate his family. He turned from them, sneering in disgust at the mere fact that they were his very own seeds, and went up to their room setting up everything for the ritual. He knew his wife would be happy with what he was going to do. Not only was it her idea but it was for the grater good after all.
The twins grew tired as the day went one and their friends left. When all their friends had all left they went off to bed. After their nightly ritual they got in to bed together and held one another not bothered by it all. After all it's the dead of winter they need all the body heat they could get, so is cuddling with your twin with twice the amount of covers, as well as numerous heating spells was the way then so be it. It only made the two boys feel closer to each other than they are with anyone else in their so called family. Some family they are, if you could even call them that. They virtual starved, their house is a pile of trash, they have more kids then they can bare and can't provide for. Honestly they think the twins are dumb yet they had seven kids knowing damn well they can't even feed one, let alone themselves. Of course the twins aren't dumb they're as cunning as every Slytherin and just as smart as any Ravenclaw. They knew they were going to be disowned from the Weasley family completely and sent off to some strangers' house. They only hope the people actual keeps them and that they were at least one pure-blood. They wanted out of his dump that the other seven of their 'family' called home. Yeah this was a home to them but a trash heap to the twins. To have their friends come over to that thing it was immensely embarrassing. It was a bunch of old scrap metal with windows, crakes at every turn and all around pitiful. They would be more than happy do get of this hypocritically mess and this dump of a house.
A few hours after the Delacour's landed
At the manor Draco, Luna and Fleur were going over spells they already knew with Lucius, Bellatrix and Apolline. Anarell on the other hand was going over basic's spells and worked her way up with Tom and was doing far better than he thought she would. She was doing amazing at reading his body language and even dodged his wordless and wandless, when she disarmed him on her first try, spells. Anmael and Bellatrix even stopped a few times to watch with wide smiles on their faces as well as Rodolphus. Rodolphus who may not have been the best duelist but he was still able to kill his opponent because he was patience enough, unlike his wife, to wait for a person's weakness or an opening to be revealed much like his daughter was doing. She mainly dodged or deflected spells but never took her eyes off her uncle as she did so. She remembered what her uncle told her before they started dueling and what spell he wanted her to use if she ever found the chance to end the duel with as well as the emotion need for it to work.
"Avis," She said so quietly no one heard her but they saw her wand movements. Tom was trying to think of why she was using this spell but didn't get too deep because he started to swat at the birds. Only Luna noticed Anarell's emotional shift but even she didn't hear the next word as her sister pointed straight at their uncle, "Crucio." Tom stopped swatting the birds instantly and dropped to the floor screaming loudly in pain. The others stopped dueling and watched in shock as Anarell held her uncle under the curse for a minute before letting it go. Tom stood sluggishly and swayed slightly but smiled at his niece for she has exceeded his expectations again. That was one of the single most powerful Cruciatus curse he'd ever received and for it to come from someone who was using it for the first time. He felt so proud of her and this only made his want for a child grow. They don't have to be the best as long as they never gave up because he knew every kid was different and he would accept his for who they were. Many people thought him cold, heartless and unable to love but that wasn't the case, he was cold and heartless at times when it was needed that was true but he could love. He loved his family and his friends he loved Severus, secretly, as well.
"Tom are you okay?" Pruie asked as she walked over to her longtime friend with worry on her voice. She had never seen him go down the way he just did or even scream that loud. Her feelings were conflicting one side she was happy that Anarell was an amazing duelist and on the other side afraid because of that reason. Pruie could only imagine what she would be like by the time she's graduate's school. Her magic will increase and she would have more spells at her disposure, who's to say she won't make a few herself. Pruie was filled with a sense of pride when she remembered one of her Veela feathers was a core in the young girls' wand but it wasn't the only. She knew the girl was going to be a force to be wrecking with as she already had three powerful wand cores all giving willingly to her: phoenix feather, Veela feather, and a thestral tail hair. She wondered, as well as the other adults and Fleur, how strong is her wandless magic and how much of an affect her blood had on her wand.
"I am fine Pruie there is no need to worry." Tom said patting his friends' hand that rested on his bicep, "I have to talk you later my dear friend as well as your son and daughter-in-law." Pruie nodded but still looked at her friend wearily as he looked at his niece "Anarell would you come here please?" Anarell stiffened but remembered that if he wanted to hurt he would have done so in the library and Luna had told her that the closest thing to child abuse in the wizarding world was a pat on the head shoulder and or back. Of course Anarell knew that didn't count as abuse and walked up to her uncle slowly. "Bellatrix and Rodolphus would you two come up as well, please and thank you?" The couple did as asked of them and stood behind their daughter as Tom looked at Luna who was already making her way over, "It seems as your oldest is a natural duelist and has done a lot of studying with your youngest. The two of them will go exceedingly far in their life." Luna hugged her sister as Bellatrix and Rodolphus smiled at them. "Now who wants dinner?" Tom asked as a house elf appeared looking frantic.
"Master Riddle Dobby found two boys in fire place. Not well not well at all no family magic." That caught Tom's attention as he walked into the house with the others close behind. First he finds his niece was raped and beaten now there are two boys in the fire place disowned by their family. What a month he was having so far, huh? When he saw the boys they were sitting with Slytherin robes around their shoulders. They had no skin color they were virtual transparent, their irises were white as well as their hair and their faces were disfigured. He knew each family had different end results on how the ones who were disowned looked and he knew this was Weasley own. Lucius produced blood adoptions paper from his robe and placed in Tom's out stretched hands. Tom had always told him that he should carry them in case he (Tom) wanted to adopt with going to the ministry and wait for hours. He ripped a button from his shirt and transfigured into a quill and signed the paper then handed them to one of the boys on the floor. Both boys looked at him then the paper before one of them took it. The first one took it and signed it before sliding the quill and parchment over to his twin who did the same and handed it back to Tom. Tom transfigured the quill into a dagger and cut his palm and letting three drops of blood hit the parchment, one on each name then let the twins do the same. When the last drop hit the page a dark purple mist surrounded them. The twins gained fair skin, messy black hair that reached their shoulders. Their bodies became well-muscled, even if they were still a little thin. Their jaws became angular and their face no longer deformed. Instead of large Rumpole noses like when they first came in they now have classic Greek noses. Their dark blue roundish-almond eyes replaced blank white owl like eyes they had when first seen. Their bumpy-swollen lips were replaced by full slightly mouthy lips. When the mist began to fade then three men landed feet flat as the twins grew three inches. Tom looked at his new sons with a wide smile as they did him. While the adults congratulated Fleur and the others went over to the twin; Anarell of course being dragged by her cousin and sister. Gabrielle laughed watching them drag Anarell who didn't put up a fight anymore.
"I'll take it as the two of you are our cousins?" One of the twins asked the three and got three nods. Both twins smiled at them, "I am Daemon Riddle formally Fred Weasley. This is my brother Dante Riddle formally George Weasley." The twins bowed while Luna giggled, Draco nodded approvingly and Anarell shocked them all,
"I am Anarell LeStrange formally Hermione Granger, my sister Anmael or Luna LeStrange, your cousin and our cousin Draco Malfoy." Fleur bit her lip and fought the urge to shudder when she heard Anarell's husky voice for the first time. She looked at the girl next to her and was a little taken back at the girls' height as well as the other two next to her. Anarell, Anmael and Draco are a bit tall for their age seeing as most kids about to start their first year at Hogwarts are 4'11 or below. Anarell easily towered over her youngest cousin and her sister at 5'5 ½, Draco was the seconded tallest of the three standing at 5'3 ¾ then Luna who was 5'2. Fleur was aware that everyone grew differently but hatted the fact that people younger than her were three-to-two inches taller than her. She felt at thirteen anyone who was years younger than her should be shorter; yes she knew it was stupid but she hated feeling short around those younger than her.
"'Ello my name iz Fleur Delacour and thiz is my zister Gabrielle. Our family haz juzt moved in today; your father iz a good friend of our grandmother." Fleur said smiling at the twins who nodded and gave back smiles of their own. The twins briefly took in their surroundings silently amazed at what a real home looks like. Yes the family was big with the same amount of kids their old one once had but this family obviously had the means to care for them. The smiles on their faces quickly faded when they realized that the clothes the others were wearing were brand new not old and wore like what they had. Tom looked over at his new sons and saw they looked down slightly looking between themselves and the other kids around them. He saw the problem it was their clothes, they were clearly hand me downs and hand me downs just wouldn't simply do for Tom's kids.
"My dear family may we all, " He put emphasis on all while looking at his sons who were looking directly at him "retire to the dining room. We have much to discuss and plan for the next day." Everyone made their way to the dining room closed door which Tom opened with a flick of his wrist. Anarell, despite being awake for two weeks, never had dinner with her family and was taken back at the sheer amount of food on the table in front of her. The twins had the same reaction due to the fact they never seen so much food on a dining room table before. Tom smiled at the three faces while Bellatrix and her husband chuckled at their daughters' expression. Draco and Luna guided Anarell to the end of the table as the adults sat at the top. The last four kids took the remaining seats at the end of the table as the adults started making their plates. Narcissa passed a vial to Draco to give to Anarell that she needed to take before she eats anything. Doing what he needed to without being told Draco handed it to his cousin who only made a face before taking it. With a sigh barely heard she pulled the cork out and downed the potion in one gulp. She learned over the past twelve day it was easier that way and she didn't taste it that much. When she was done she took some food but not a lot because she didn't want extra food she couldn't eat.
"So uncle Tom," Everyone looked at Draco, who was the first to talk after they all started eating, "if you don't mind me asking what is it that you wanted to plan and discuss for the next day?" Tom felt a small smile on his face as he chewed his food then wiped his mouth with his napkin.
"That young Draco was what I was waiting for someone to ask." Everyone who was eating stopped and followed Tom's earlier action of wiping their mouths before giving him their full attention. "As most of you know this is Anarell's first family dinner," Everyone but the twins nodded, "and as I heard from Cissy the last day she has to take any potion to help her health, apatite among other things. I would like to propose a toast to Anarell and her good health." Everyone raised their glass but the one who the toast was for seeing as she was blushing and didn't want the others to see. "Originally we were going to welcome five new people into our family, as honorary members, we or I, in this case, ended up with two new ones. My new sons Dante and Daemon Riddle and for them as well as the other five I would also like to propose a toast." Everyone, even Anarell, raised their glasses in toast. "Now as for what I wanted to plan for us tomorrow is to go shopping. The twins and Anarell need new clothing as well as things for their rooms. As for the discussion it is only a simple question for Anarell: Are you comfortable enough to go out with us tomorrow?" Eyes landed Anarell as she resisted the urge to roll her own but nodded anyway. The rest of dinner the adults made small talk as the kids joked around with one another. Dante, Daemon, Draco and Anarell quickly ganged up with one another and started bugging the girls. Anarell kept stealing glances at Fleur and noticed that her sister was doing the same with Gabrielle. At some point Gabrielle and Draco switched sides and ended up staying that way until it was time for bed.
Harry Potter felt like life couldn't be any better for him. He was the boy-who-lived and loved all the attention he got from it. He loved that his parents focus on him and his needs and not his brother Neville. He thinks of his brother as a poor excuse as a wizard and as a older brother. Harry thanked Merlin they didn't look alike because that would be embarrassing…. to him of course. He prayed that his brother would make at least one friend when they started Hogwarts so he wouldn't get in the way of Harry's spot light. Then again he knew no one would willingly be friends with Neville hell he didn't even want Neville as a brother and he's pretty sure his parents don't want him as a son. No one other than Dumbledore, Sirius, the Weasley's, and Minerva and of course Voldemort even knew of Neville's existing. Seeing as the latter is dead and the first four could care less about Neville, he would only get stepped on by Harry's fans that will be so taken with him that his brother will be over looked. Just like he is now so it won't be anything new for Neville.
Oh yeah the life of the boy-who-lived is simply amazing. Harry sighed and crossed his arms behind his head with a wide smile on his face. He was a hero and hero's got everything that wanted. He stared at the newspaper that had a picture of the long lost LeStrange on the cover. I will have what I want and I want her as my betrothed.
A/n: Fleur had the most votes meaning that Anarell (Hermione) will be her mate and pairings will go as the following.
Parings:
Fleur/ Anarell (Hermione)
Gabrielle/ Luna (Anmael)
Draco/ Blaise
Dante (George)/?
Daemon (Fred)/?
P.S Guess who getting adopted into the Black family next
